1. Rhapsody in Red


    Date: 12/6/2016, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: jack-orff, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    last question raced across his fevered brain as the door opened and she saw him crouched on the floor. Her eyes took in the scene, freezing it indelibly into her memory, although she scarcely believed what he saw. A bedlam of emotions fought for her attention and, although shock had a head start on the rest, outrage surged through the throng to dominate proceedings, propelling her blindly forward as she ripped her precious underwear from his numbed, unresisting fingers. &#034Look what you did!&#034 She shrieked, finally finding her voice and a semblance of control that, unfortunately, Gordon had lost in the face of such ignominious discovery. His urge to urinate had returned with a vengeance too and presented him with a new dilemma. Would she go before he had too? &#034Whatever possessed you to do such a thing?&#034 She asked more reasonably as the shock and outrage morphed into curiosity at this lapse of behaviour. He'd always been such a good son, she thought, and needed to understand why he'd done this. &#034Don't know.&#034 He mumbled, unable to meet her questioning eyes. Gordon squeezed his legs together and gripped his genitals tightly, as much to protect the remnants of his dignity as to stem the pressure building up in his bladder. &#034This is no time to be coy Gordon. Tell me.&#034 She insisted. &#034Mother, i have to go.&#034 He said plaintively, gripping his scrotum as the persistent need to pee nagged at him more urgently than even his mother could manage. ...
    &#034You're not going anywhere until you tell me.&#034 &#034No! You don't understand i have togo.&#034 &#034I'm telling you...Gordon!&#034 She watched in amazement as her son stood up and lurched over the toilet bowl, just in time to unleash a torrent of urine. The hot yellow liquid splashed resoundingly into the pan and Gordon sighed with relief. She screamed and slapped his buttocks sharply with her ruined knickers, flailing his hairy cheeks as he rudely relieved himself before her very eyes. The nerve! She'd never believed he could be so brazen and determined to punish him in ways he'd never forget. &#034No mother! No...ow, please mother...stop, stop, please don't!&#034 Gordon begged, trying to control his penis which spattered uncontrollable spurts of urine into and around the bowl. The wet silk beat on him regardless as he continued to piss over her once pristine porcelain, splashing the wall, yellow streaks through gleaming white tile. Her scream had, literally, scared the piss out of him but her silent beating terrified him. &#034Mother I...&#034 He groaned as, finally, the flow dribbled to a stop. He sobbed in relief and sagged at the knees as the energy drained from him. &#034Shut up!&#034 She hissed, interrupting his futile apology with a final crack on his sore arse. &#034Shut up you dirty bastard!&#034 Her hand whipped round, covering his mouth with her knickers, stuffing them inside before he realised what was happening. &#034I don't want to hear another word from you ...
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